Turkey disguise ideas
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Kişisel ve Türkiye ile ilgili sorunlarınızı, görüşlerinizi ve fikirlerinizi istediğiniz gibi belirtebilirsiniz. . You can express your personal and Turkey-related problems, opinions and ideas as you wish.
2019.03.28 00:16 Zipperthekitten Modern Garfield fan-comics
Modern Garfield is a Garfield fan comic made by us mods where everything is edgy, and/or makes no sense.
2023.06.08 07:21 Innocent_Apollo [pjo][hoh][toa] The Children of the Gods, "Percy-fied"
So this is just my list of powers and abilities if the Greek demigods are as powerful as Percy. This is just my ideas. Idk if some of you feel like Percy is OP too. This is a bit lengthy tho...
Children of Zeus - (more) control over Lightning and Electricity, ability to manipulate and control the air currents, create gusts of wind, and even fly, summon storms, create thunderstorms or tornadoes, and manipulate atmospheric conditions, might possess natural leadership abilities, charisma, and the power to inspire others. (Basically like Jason Grace but more powerful?)
Children of Poseidon - Percy
Children of Demeter - Meg
Children of Ares - Exceptional fighting skills, including mastery of various weapons such as swords, spears, and axes. Their reflexes, agility, and strategic thinking would be honed to a high level, making them formidable warriors. As the children of the god of war, they would have an innate understanding and proficiency with a wide range of weapons.
Ares is often associated with the concept of fear in war. The children of Ares might possess the ability to induce fear in their opponents, manipulating their emotions and psyche to gain an advantage in battle.
The children of Ares might have the ability to enter a heightened state of battle rage or berserker mode. In this state, their strength, speed, and aggression would increase even further, making them more formidable and dangerous in combat.
Children of Athena - They would have exceptional knowledge and understanding in various fields, including strategy, tactics, and critical thinking. They would be excellent strategists and quick thinkers, capable of analyzing situations and devising effective plans. The children of Athena might have an innate ability to absorb and retain knowledge at an accelerated rate. They could quickly grasp new concepts, languages, and skills, giving them an advantage in acquiring and applying information.
Athena is associated with strategic warfare, and her children would have a natural aptitude for planning and executing battles. They would excel in devising battle strategies, understanding the strengths and weaknesses of opponents, and finding ways to outmaneuver and outwit their enemies. Although not as physically powerful as some other demigods, the children of Athena would possess above-average combat skills. They would be trained in various forms of martial arts and armed combat, and their agility, reflexes, and precision would make them formidable opponents in battle.
Children of Athena might have heightened senses and intuition, allowing them to perceive and analyze their surroundings more keenly. This heightened perception could help them anticipate danger, detect hidden traps or weaknesses, and make informed decisions.
Children of Apollo - Children of Apollo would have the ability to manipulate and control light. They could create intense beams of light, manipulate their intensity and direction, and even create illusions using light manipulation. Children of Apollo might have the ability to absorb and harness solar energy. They could draw strength and power from sunlight, enhancing their physical abilities or channeling it into various forms of energy-based attacks.
Apollo is associated with healing, so his children would likely possess enhanced healing abilities. They could heal wounds, cure diseases, and alleviate pain using their hands or through light-based healing techniques.
Apollo is also the god of archery, so his children would have exceptional skill in archery and marksmanship. They could exhibit remarkable accuracy and precision when using bows and arrows or other ranged weapons.
Apollo is the god of music, so his children would have a natural talent for music and performing arts. They could play musical instruments with great proficiency, sing beautifully, and have an enchanting presence on stage.
Apollo is the god of prophecy, so his children might have the ability to receive visions or glimpses of the future. They could possess a heightened sense of intuition and be able to interpret signs and omens.
The Hunters of Artemis - The Hunters of Artemis would possess unparalleled skill and precision in archery. They could hit their targets with remarkable accuracy, even under challenging conditions. Their arrows might possess unique properties, such as enchantments or the ability to track their targets.
The Hunters would have heightened senses, particularly in regard to their ability to track and perceive their surroundings. They could have enhanced night vision, acute hearing, and an uncanny sense of smell, allowing them to navigate and detect potential threats even in darkness.
Artemis is associated with the moon, and her followers would draw power from its influence. They might gain increased strength, agility, and stamina during the night or under moonlit conditions. They could also tap into the moon's energy to enhance their abilities and perform specialized attacks.
The Hunters would have a deep connection to nature and the wilderness. They could communicate with animals, command the loyalty of creatures they encounter, and draw strength from their surroundings. They might even be able to control and manipulate plants to create barriers or aid them in their missions.
Children of Hephaestus - Ofc, Fire Manipulation. Children of Hephaestus would have a natural resistance to fire and heat. They could withstand intense temperatures and forge metal in extreme conditions without being harmed.
Children of Hephaestus would have a natural affinity for technology and machines. They could manipulate and control machinery, making them adept at repairing, modifying, and even controlling mechanical devices. They might be able to communicate with and understand the inner workings of complex systems.
The children of Hephaestus would likely possess enhanced physical strength and durability. They would be stronger and more resilient than regular demigods, enabling them to handle heavy machinery, forge metal with ease, and withstand physical stress and injuries.
They could create and manipulate metal effortlessly, forging powerful weapons and crafting intricate armor. Their creations would be of superior quality and possess unique enchantments or properties.
The children of Hephaestus might have a natural talent for inventing and creating advanced technological devices. They could design and construct innovative gadgets, automatons, or inventions that harness their abilities or serve specific purposes.
Children of Aphrodite (my fave part) - Charmspeak: Aphrodite's children might possess the ability to charm and influence others through their words. They could speak with a persuasive and enchanting voice, compelling others to follow their suggestions or commands. This power could be particularly useful in negotiations, persuasion, or calming conflicts.
The children of Aphrodite would have natural beauty and allure. They would possess an irresistible charm and physical attractiveness, which could captivate and mesmerize those around them.
Aphrodite is associated with love and desire, so her children might have the power to manipulate emotions. They could enhance feelings of love, attraction, and affection in others, or alternatively, dampen or redirect emotions to diffuse conflicts or establish peace.
Children of Aphrodite might emit an aura that promotes love, harmony, and positive energy. Their presence could soothe tensions and conflicts, fostering a sense of peace and unity among those nearby.
Aphrodite's children might possess the ability to create illusions and glamour that enhance beauty, create enchanting environments, or disguise their true appearances. They could manipulate perceptions and create illusions of love, desire, or idealized beauty.
The children of Aphrodite might have heightened empathy, enabling them to understand and feel the emotions and desires of others. This empathy could aid them in building connections, resolving conflicts, and offering comfort and support to those in need.
Children of Dionysus - The children of Dionysus might draw strength and power from the energy of celebrations, parties, and revelry. The more joyous and energetic the atmosphere, the more their own abilities would be enhanced.
Children of Dionysus would possess enhanced resistance to the effects of alcohol and toxins. They would have a higher tolerance for substances and be able to recover more quickly from their effects.
Dionysus is associated with madness, so his children might have the ability to induce temporary states of madness or frenzy in others. This power could be used to disorient opponents or create chaos in battle.
The children of Dionysus might have the power to control and manipulate vines and plant life associated with wine. They could summon and shape vines for various purposes, such as binding or ensnaring opponents, creating barriers, or providing aid and support.
Dionysus is known for his revelry and heightened sensory experiences. His children might possess heightened senses, allowing them to detect subtle changes in their surroundings, perceive hidden dangers, or appreciate the nuances of taste, aroma, and sound.
Children of Dionysus might possess an enhanced ability to influence and persuade others. They could have a natural charm and charisma that makes them convincing and persuasive in their interactions, allowing them to sway opinions and gain allies.
The children of Dionysus might have the power to enhance the atmosphere of celebrations and parties. They could infuse the environment with a sense of joy, energy, and merriment, creating an irresistible party atmosphere that entices and captivates those present.
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2023.06.08 07:16 critical_courtney [A Bargain for Bliss] — Chapter Eleven (sequel to The Fae Queen's Pet)
| https://preview.redd.it/8bgezt09aq4b1.jpg?width=1410&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a98c000b9146bca947211aa35dd3e253e45f1e4c Previous Chapter Chapter Eleven: Walking into a dimly lit basement, I looked down at the cracked concrete floor. The room smelled of old drainage and expired cleaning products. I turned around to see the mirror I’d just crawled out of and caught sight of the Intrinsic Pathways chamber fading back into my reflection. A simple white plastic border surrounded the glass surface. The thing was barely big enough for me to fit through. Barsilla didn’t have any trouble, though — the benefit of being a piskie and only a few inches tall. She darted up to my shoulder and hid herself in my hair. “I’m glad you’ve been growing your hair out,” she said. A moment later, the piskie stuck her head out of my hair and added, “And I’m also glad you switched to the pineapple and raspberry shampoo.” I rolled my eyes. Today I was playing carriage to the queen’s left-hand lady in the human world. And I could already tell it was going to be a test of my nerves. I’d never spent an extended time with Barsilla before, primarily because she was a bit scolding and judgmental. But today came with an important mission before we left for Kilgara tomorrow. We needed to make contact with a powerful fae that lived in the human world. “How can a fae live in the human world full-time? Wouldn’t that be a death sentence with all the iron and the lack of glamour?” I’d asked my queen. “You’ll see,” was all she said before sending me here to accompany Barsilla. And by accompany, she meant carry. The piskie looked around the little room we’d appeared in. It was a small space with concrete walls and floors. Against one wall a shelf of cleaning supplies stood, along with a mop and a janitor’s cart on wheels. “Where are we?” I asked. A grimy voice from the ceiling made me jump. I looked around to find the source. “You’re in the basement of Ssorc Insurance Arena,” a masculine-presenting fae said. When I finally found him, my eyes widened. In one of the ceiling corners hung a spider-like faery about a foot tall. When I got a closer look, I saw he had the body of a tiny man but a thorax and four narrow legs behind him that clung to the wall. His front arms were crossed as he looked down at us. Eight brown and black eyes spread across his forehead kept a close watch on us. “Hello there,” he said, waving a tiny hand. “Name’s Jello. Welcome to Portland.” I raised a finger and opened my mouth to speak. “Because he likes to eat Jell-O,” Barsilla said from inside my hair. I lowered my finger and closed my mouth, nodding. That made plenty of sense. Maybe I could change my name to Chicken Nugget. “You’re not going to come out and say hello to your old friend, Barsilla?” Jello called with a grin revealing two fangs and additional mandibles. Her voice called out from in my hair. “I’m quite good here, thanks.” I raised an eyebrow. Barsilla sounded a little scared, which was a first for me. I’d always been put in my place by the tiny creature so long as we were in the palace. Here, her voice wavered, and she grabbed my hair a little more tightly than when we first arrived. Truth be told, I was torn. Part of me wanted to rub it in, maybe jokingly hand her over to the spider dude. And the other half of me wanted to show mercy, because even when I get a chance to show vengeance. . . I’m not good at taking it. It took me years to destroy my abusive father, and he hurt me daily. So, I decided not to push the issue. “Alright, Jello. That’s enough,” I said, laughing. To his credit, the spider didn’t exactly seem upset with me pushing back. He rubbed one of his mandibles and looked me up and down. “You must be the queen’s new pet I’ve heard so much about,” he said. “That’s me. Werewolf extraordinaire,” I said. He nodded. “It’s almost too difficult to believe. Your kind is so rare that for the queen to have ensnared one. . . I’m just left impressed,” he said. My. . . kind, I thought. Aside from Mom, I’ve never met another like me. And does she even really count? She died when I was a kid. All I could do was shrug. Maybe we were rare. But the fact that he wasn’t the first fae to mention such a thing did stick out in my mind. The queen had emotional attachments to me. Of that much, I was sure. But to other fae, ones I’d see at Kilgara. . . I’d be a token — no, a specimen. It’d be like those videos of rich people who own tigers or lions and just let them roam around the house, lying on the couch and shit. In that case, I’d just have to be all the more threatening to keep their minds off such imagery and more focused on preserving their own lives. Of course, that’d be up to my inner wolf. And I had no doubt she’d be up to the task. Unlike me, she didn’t take shit from anybody. “Well, Jello. If you come by Featherstone when the Raven Queen holds court, you can see my more visceral self on full display,” I said. “But until then, I’ll ask where we’re supposed to go from here.” The spider chuckled and looked into my hair, trying to find a certain piskie with his eyes alone. When he didn’t have any luck, Jello rolled his eyes and pointed to a filthy door covered in dust and mold. “Out that door, up the cement stairs to your left, and outside by the garage. That’ll spit you out onto a path the humans call Free Street,” Jello said. I thanked him, and we left without Barsilla saying a word. Once I’d started up the stairs, she poked her head out next to my ear and said, “Just for the record, in Faerie, his kind prey upon piskies. They find the best hiding spots in the forest and then drop on any little fae that happens to be hovering over the ground, looking for nuts or fruit.” This was a tender confession from the tiny person who’d left me paralyzed on the floor during our first meeting. So I put all that aside before I spoke. “I figured it was something like that. But it’s not like I would have let him do anything to you,” I said. “Afraid of how your mistress might react?” Barsilla asked. Shaking my head, I sighed. “I just know what it’s like to be a tiny thing standing before a giant monster that wants nothing more than to hurt you. You try to shrink yourself down so that the monster doesn’t see you, but it’s never small enough. I always hoped someone would come along when I was trying to shrink myself and snatch me away. So I guess today I just wanted to be the person that would snatch you to safety,” I said, finally spotting a metal door with sunlight streaming in. Varella’s left-hand lady didn’t say anything for a moment. But right before we got outside, she spoke. “That’s actually how her majesty found me, you know? I was in the web of someone like Jello, crying out for help. Most faeries ignore such cries since the forest can be filled with them at times. And if you anger a spider, there’s always the chance they’ll scurry off to a Gohma to have her curse you.” “A Gohma?” I asked. Barsilla placed both hands on the back of my ear to steady herself as I climbed the last few steps. “Queens among the spiderlings. Some of them are quite powerful, and once in a while, they’ll curse anyone who causes trouble with their underlings. That is, they’ll curse anyone. . . except for the ruler of a court. Varella happened to be flying by, heard my cries, and for reasons I’ve never been able to figure out, plucked me from the web. The spiderling that was savoring me was too frightened to say a word. He just hid under a bush, waiting for the Raven Queen to fly away. I’ve served her loyally ever since,” the piskie said. Holy shit. Am I bonding with the piskie? I thought, again squashing the temptation to say something mocking of the little fae which could and would get revenge when we returned to Featherstone. At that moment, Lady Bon-Hwa’s words came back to me. She said I craved legitimacy from beings that wore many masks. Had Barsilla just dropped hers? “How you felt when she plucked you from the web, Barsilla?” I started. She gripped my ear a little tighter. “That’s how I felt the day I struck the bargain with my mistress. Like she’d pulled me out of the jaws of death or something.” I heard the piskie rub her chin. “So when you submit to the queen, it’s about more than a simple pleasure for you. Immense gratitude is also mixed in there somewhere,” she said. Clearing my throat, I felt heat rush to my cheeks. Barsilla was the last person I wanted to discuss submissiveness with. I’d talk about it with Ceras before her. And even they weren’t high on the list. Walking outside, I heard the cries of gulls above us and heard a couple boys laughing as their mother walked by with a shopping bag that said “Remys” on it. Now that was a store I remembered. My father dragged me there more times than I could count. And it was always a long haul down to Bangor to visit. The sky above us was cloudy, and a chilly wind gusted by occasionally, bringing with it smells of a harbor not too far away. A normal person wouldn’t smell it from this distance. But I could smell boat fuel and seafood. “Do you remember the address?” I asked Barsilla. “I remember the way from here. The last time I came to the human city of Portland it was through a different pathway. But if you walk down a block and turn left, it’ll spit you out on a path called Congress Street.” Doing as I was told, I found myself on what appeared the be the busiest street in downtown Portland. Barsilla guided me with whispers to continue onward past the downtown square where a statue of a large woman stood overlooking dozens of people shopping or visiting restaurants or coming out of the public library. I read a message on the side that said, “To her sons who died for the Union.” Barsilla whispered, “I’ve never understood that message. What’s the Union? Some kind of human court?” Sighing and shaking my head, I tried to figure out the easiest way to explain this particularly bloody piece of U.S. history. “A couple centuries back, this country tore itself in two. There was the Confederacy and the Union. People from Maine, that’s where we are now, fought for the Union, which tried to put the country back together again.” “Did the Union succeed?” I nodded. “They won the war, but a lot of shit happened afterward I don’t want to get into. And when I left this place to move into Featherstone — well, let’s just say I’d rather live in Faerie than any part of this world,” I said. With the guidance of Varella’s left-hand lady, we continued walking down Congress Street for at least a mile before she told me to make a turn. We walked past an old Italian grocery store, turned again, and finally arrived at a dentist's office. “Big Smiles? What kind of name is that?” I asked, looking inside. “The name of a business where mortals go to get their teeth fixed because they don’t have glamour to do it for them. Consider yourself fortunate the palace healers make this place unnecessary in Faerie,” Barsilla said, tapping on my ear for me to go inside. Sighing, I did as I was told. . . again. Unlike most dentist’s offices I’d been in, this one was immaculately clean and polished. Behind two receptionists stood a wall covered entirely in ivy. And it was real. I smelled its vegetative scent from where I stood. To my right stood a glass wall with a water feature running underneath the reflective surface. A little transparent refrigerator sat next to some uncomfortable wooden chairs, and it was filled with bottled water. “Hi there!” one of the receptionists said. He appeared to be freshly graduated from college and wore a button-down shirt and black pants. His nametag said “Jace,” and had “He/Him” pronouns listed underneath. “Uh, hi,” I said, trying to remember the coded message my mistress taught me before leaving Featherstone. “I need to schedule an appointment as soon as possible. I’m trying to get the shinest teeth in all the land.” I resisted the urge to slap my face in embarrassment. What kind of stupid code was that? This receptionist was just as likely to throw me out as he was to find me a nightmare fae by the name of Dramyra. Jace snickered a little and said, “Well, who doesn’t love shiny teeth? And we’ve got a great new polishing technique our dentists just started using this month.” An older woman’s voice spoke from behind me. “That won’t be necessary, Jace. I’ll see her now.” Jace looked surprised. “Are you sure, Dr. Murphy? I think you’ve got an appointment in 15,” he said. The voice behind me waved off his concern. “Just have Melissa take care of that one. This is important.” Jace scratched his wavy brown hair and nodded before punching something into his keyboard. I could only assume he was editing an appointment at the last minute. When I turned to see who’d been giving orders to the receptionist, I spotted a woman who appeared to be in her early 50s leaning around a corner. She wore a long white jacket and had eyes the color of jasper. As I stared, she blinked horizontally instead of vertically like every other human I’d met. As my eyes widened, she smiled, and I noticed an inhuman pointedness to her teeth. . . all four rows of them. “Why don’t you come this way, and I’ll get you settled?” the fae said. I gulped and nodded, suddenly getting the heebie-jeebies from this person I was going to follow into a private area. Dr. Murphy led me past an X-ray room, a couple rooms with kid-sized dentist seats and small televisions mounted on the roof, and an employee bathroom. At last, we came to her private office, and she opened the door, motioning for me to enter. When I hesitated, she said, “Oh come now. I wouldn’t be so foolish as to harm one hair on the Raven Queen’s pet. Few would be that dumb.” Walking inside the surprisingly plain office, I was greeted by a tiny sofa, a mini fridge, a marker board, and a skylight. The walls were painted beige, and a desktop computer sat over in the corner on a screensaver with fish swimming by. I took a seat on the sofa, and our faerie host closed the door behind us, locking it, which caused me to gulp again. As soon as the door was closed, the fae dropped her glamor, and before me stood a five-foot-tall woman with pointed ears, turquoise skin, and a shaved head. When she smiled, I saw those four rows of razor teeth and two tongues, one purple, one red. Her eyes now blinked vertically every few seconds, and they were the color of sand. Black curled horns hung down from the back of the faerie’s skull, wrapping around her ears and ending in spiky white tips. The faerie leaned against her door and stared down at her claws, which were painted a shade of crimson. “Dramyra,” Barsilla said, flying out from my hair and bowing her head. “It’s been some time.” The fae did not seem very impressed at the piskie’s sudden appearance. “Well well. . . if it isn’t the Raven Queen’s left-hand lady. I don’t recall receiving a letter warning of your arrival.” Now I spoke up, bowing my head. “Apologies. The queen has been busy preparing for a trip to Kilgara. She didn’t mean to offend by sending us without an announced arrival,” I said. I shivered when Dramyra’s sandy eyes looked me over. It felt like. . . like it wasn’t just her eyes watching me, but her shadow’s eyes as well. And I didn’t like that one bit. She smelled of vetiver and leather. It was a strange combination that seemed to whisper much more was hiding beneath the surface. “First time seeing a nightara?” Dramyra asked, watching me shiver for the third time in the last hour. It wasn’t like the room was cold. Rather, it felt like her glamor kept brushing up against me and light scraping over my arms. “What’s a—” I started, rather stupidly. Barsilla cut me off. “Dramyra is a nightmare faerie. Her sister rules the Nightmare Court.” “Well just give her my life story, why don’t you, Barsilla?” Dramyra sassed, folding her arms and locking with my eyes. The room fell silent. I sure as hell didn’t know what to say, so I did what I always did in that situation. . . asked a dumb question. “Excuse me, Dramyra?” She smiled at me. “Yes, royal pet?” I do not like it when she calls me that, I thought. In fact, I don’t like it when she calls me anything. Taking a deep breath as Barsilla turned to flash me a look that said, “Be careful, puppy,” I raised an eyebrow. “My mistress said you lived here in the human world permanently. I was wondering. . . how you survived here in a world of iron and without any glamour?” Dramyra ran a finger down one of her arms. “Well, for starters, all of my tools here in the office aren’t made of iron. They’re custom designed from silver. Not an ounce of iron here. And I assure you, I have all the glamour I need.” I must have looked like I had more questions because Dramyra pointed a finger at me. “You must not have a solid grasp on how glamour works. Glamour isn’t something that just exists naturally in this world or Faerie. Rather, fae produce glamour by feeding. Different fae feed in different ways. Your queen feeds off your affections as well as the power of her throne itself. And I. . . well, I feed off the fear of others.” That sounded pretty damn terrifying. . . which I’m sure was exactly the effect Dramyra must have intended because she just laughed when I slunk down into the couch. “Oh relax. It’s not so bad. I learned a few decades ago that there are some things mortals fear collectively as a species. And one of them?” It clicked in my head. “The dentist! I fucking hated visiting the dentist. Growing up, there was no place more terrifying. With every visit, I was petrified that I needed yet another filling or maybe even a root canal.” Dramyra looked pleased with my figuring it out. “Exactly. So, knowing this, I disguised myself as a dentist, opened this business, and the mortals bring me their terrified children every single day. All I have to do is walk up and down the hall with a mask on my face, looking at paperwork, and nobody suspects a thing. The entire office fills with fear, which I devour, and then I can produce all the glamour I need.” When I realized this, it was kind of ingenious. This was like. . . the ultimate business model for a nightmare fae like Dramyra. And if this place went belly up, she could always disguise herself as an IRS agent. Though that might get her more anger than fear. Barsilla cleared her throat. “Oh, yes. You were getting ready to explain why you showed up without warning. Well, go on, little piskie,” Dramyra said, her smile fading as she turned her attention back to Varella’s left-hand lady. Pulling out her little clipboard and an even smaller pencil, the piskie looked over a few things as if she was steadying herself for what had to be said. “Queen Varella is officially calling in her favor. Decades ago, she hid you—” “I know why I owe her,” Dramyra snapped, her sandy eyes glowing orange. “You can skip that part.” Barsilla quickly crossed something off on her papers. “Right, well, she wants you to make a request to your sister, the Nightmare Queen. Her majesty informed me Queen Trylla will grant you anything you ask of her.” The nightara rubbed her chin as she leaned against the wall even more. “It’s true. My little sister adores me. Though I don’t know what the Raven Queen would want from her.” I looked back and forth between the fae, finding myself wondering about how my mistress hid the nightmare fae before me. What were the circumstances? Was it a witness protection kind of thing? Did faeries even have need of that? It’s not like they can call some vacuum store and vanish to Alaska, I thought, scratching the back of my head. Barsilla looked down at her notes, not meeting Dramyra’s eyes when she relayed my mistress’ request. “The Raven Queen wants you to ask your sister for her vote in Kilgara.” Silence filled the room again as I heard Barsilla’s tiny heart beating like that of a hummingbird. She was sweating a little, too. But Dramyra’s mood changed almost instantly. She laughed louder than I’d heard before and threw her head back. “Ahahahaha! So, Queen Varella is making a move for Bliss. How interesting! Not in a thousand years would I have guessed such a thing. That ought to make for a very interesting summit with the other courts. Suddenly this mission of great importance made more sense. My mistress sent us to cash in a favor so she could try and stack the deck before we gathered with the other rulers of Faerie to decide who would host Bliss. The nightara locked eyes with me, and I felt more gooseflesh crawling over my arms and thighs. I really wished she would stop doing that. “Very well, piskie. I will do as the Raven Queen asks. It’s not like I have the power to refuse a favor when I’m in her debt. So you may scurry back with the young wolf here and tell her at least one vote is safely in her corner,” Dramyra said. “As for you, Sierra, I hope you're ready to meet folks even scarier than me. And I’d stick real close to that mistress of yours once you leave the halls of Featherstone. You have no idea just how many lords and ladies of Faerie would love to have themselves a pet werewolf. You’re quite—” “Rare,” I finished for her. “I’ve heard it before.” I sounded agitated, but I was just trying to mask my fear. I’d happily submit to my mistress a thousand times. But I was no fool. I knew there were cruel immortals all through Faerie that would find worse ways to hurt me than my father ever could have. And we were off to a summit where they’d all be gathered. As we left the dentist, I hoped and prayed my inner wolf had gotten at least a few memories of today and would understand she needed to carry the visage of an absolute killer. I didn’t want to end up in the clutches of a nightara. . . or worse. submitted by critical_courtney to redditserials [link] [comments] |
2023.06.08 06:25 australiughhh Treat gums before or after getting crowns?
Looking at getting veneers/crowns done on upper row of teeth (8 e-max crowns, 4 each side).
As I cannot afford to have this done in Australia (going to cost over $12K), I am looking at getting them done at a very reputable clinic in Turkey (quoted $3K for 8 e-max veneers + return airfares/accommodation = approx. $6K).
During my consultation, I was told I had to treat my receding gums first, but I'm worried that by having the gum treatments done first that they might not end up looking right when I get the crowns done, because my entire upper row of teeth is going to change in shape/positioning/size etc.
Is it a better idea to have the crowns done first, before the gum treatments?
This way would allow us to see the shape, positioning, and overall look of the teeth with crowns first, then properly shape my gums according to how it looks?
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2023.06.08 05:37 numba1_redditbot My player sold his soul and borrowed over 12,500 gold from a demigod, what does he owe?
Essentially i have this npc in my world who is the demigod of hoarding. He has a massive and extensive hoard, all within his super bag of holding. He disguises himself as a normal unassuming old merchant, however his wares are oddly rare and powerful.
So, my character as soon as he met this traveling merchant with nothing but a donkey with a large saddle bag, he asked him for some dope healing potions. The merchant of course, had very powerful healing potions, and immediately my player was hooked. I knew this player would be inclined to rob him, and lo and behold he tried.
After he “slept” the merchant with a sleep spell, he reached into the bag and failed a strength save. Subsequently he was pulled into the bag.
From there he was pulled into an immense treasury of magic items and loot. After some time, my merchant stuck his face in the bag and gave him the deal. Since he already had his soul, and planned to trade it/sell it to a powerful demon or devil, he offered to let my player go if the player would sign a contract. He also said he could take whatever he wanted, but that would be factored into the price. Heres what my player traded for:
His soul (priceless considering the near infinite potential of a wizard that can become high level)
2 spell storing rings of about 12,500 gold
and like 500 gold worth of potions
Now im thinking, what is the favor that he should ask for? i mean an artifact or wonderous item that the demigod wants would make sense but im looking for more ideas, perhaps even another soul of equal potential.
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2023.06.08 04:11 Clustersharp Elden ring, the most 6/10 game I've ever played
Warning spoilers and The Wall of text below
Clocked in 113 hours, took my time with it, see what the hype is about and saw the credits. Completed at least 80% of its content, done most questlines, all areas cleared defeated Malenia and majority of the bosses and dungeons. The game slowly degrading of quality as I progress further into the game. Early game 1/3 is great, midgame 2/3 is decent to okay and the endgame 3/3 is awful. I'm poking at the hornet's nest, a fromsoftware one at that, it's gaming darling, I'll be stunk by a fuck ton of downvotes, disagreements and demeaning and of course I understand I'm in a minority, but please understand the concept of personal opinion and decency. Here's my opinion, critique and kinda rant of this whole rough shebang.
Combat is decent but got stale due to slog progression, and its systems, rules and mechanics are mediocrely compatible between the player and enemies. First the player mechanics are stuck on same foundation style since demon souls, kinda superior and inferior dark souls 3 combat system, I have reasons for it though. On the good side, they overhaul the improvement of weapon arts with the ashes of war, it's awesome and fun and can place a wide variety ash of wars onto any weapon, depending on the type outside unique weapons. A slight improvement on range magic system on allowing you cast spells while moving and improving the casting animation on using the same spell consecutively and continously without starting over again, feels better and more competent on using magic. On the bad side the input delay and buffering is worse than dark souls 3. I know that issue is in other fromsoft games but this game makes it worse by making it feeling more laggy and clunky and makes the combat kinda frustrating though I do get used to it at a point, some deaths are contributed by it constantly due to the input buffering. Build and weapon variety though impressive on paper, majority of them are useless, low damage thresholds and reskins that only a handful are actually useful.
Second is the enemies. The enemies are sekiro bloodborne-like, bottomless stamina, fast moving, having one shot/big damage attack in their moveset and multi hitting combos with delay attacks, laced with bullshit input reading. For context, my playstyle is the uchigatana and greatsword mainly quality bulid with a bit of magic converted to dex/bleed build for late game, majority of the game I avoid using summoning ashes; the times I ever used it was for the two cat statue boss(fucking assholes lol), Commander Niall(castle Sol), second phase of troll giant, and the final boss; radagon and elden beast(radagon would be decent if they were separated but together is just plain nonsense and tedious with each having their own bullshit to deal with especially majority of it from elden beast) For majority of the bosses either wait and dodgeroll till their ten hit combo is done to get a hit or two(especially for quick weapon like a katana) in safely(one of the many examples: Maliketh/Malenia) or spam reliable boring spells or L2-ing ash of War or summon spirit ash to take agro of you and stab at their backs (example: Troll giant/elden beast). Horse combat and mechanics half-assed, not much to say other than mostly there for moving and traversing abit faster on the world, though horse movement is clunky, height damage is inconstant and wonky and swallow depth in combat mechanics and it gets boring rather quickly, dexterity stat factor of not getting knocked off your horse does not work still to this day but overall gets its job done I guess.
Mediocre boss design, their like spectacles, looks awesome but bad interacting with them. Mid soundtrack imo, hate the open world ambient music, unmemorable boss music even the main bosses, only few that I can remember is godskin noble ost and radagon. Shit rewards system, most likely getting an item you'll not use, common ingredient disguised as rare loot, finding weapons sounds good till you know smiting stones are limited and rare until only late endgame you'll find enough bell bearings to buy smithing stones from them. Due to punishing leveling progression of stats and decentivising weapon variety only having enough two or maybe 3 normal weapons upgraded to 25+ if you're through and done certain quests committing to 2 skills or weapons far more practical.
Bloated open world, too big for it's own good, Wasting your time, copy pasted repetitive dungeons and caves and camps, end game is full of damage sponges and have high damage to even the pathetic small can kill you fast and takes awhile to kill. Shit quest design that only barely fits in their linear games not for open world and you'll miss majority of the content without using wiki due to most npcs being vague and cryptic for the sake of it, some leaving not giving clue to where they are, here's one of the many examples Millicent. Millicent’s quest is and the annoying need to “reload” areas sometimes to progress or get loot.
Here's a good example that I thought was just remarkably stupid, is having to kill the ulcerated tree spirit and for some reason that spawns a pair of summon signs for Millicent. First of all, I have no idea what a random ulcerated tree sprit has to do with her, and I just skipped past it since there is no value in killing this enemy for like the 12th time. Even after defeating it, it’s actually pretty easy to not notice the summon signs on the ground since they are off to the side in some flowers. In an area you really have zero reason to walk to. Then, if you assist Millicent she spawns nearby, and you cannot get the unalloyed gold needle from her unless you “reload the area", wtf? There are so many scenarios in this game where loot or quest progression requires you to literally reload the area by resting at a site of grace or closing and reopening the game… why? It’s insanely stupid. It’s archaic and extremely illogical. Millicent can just give you the needle or die on the spot and drop the needle. Just like Hyetta does after you get the frenzied flame and talk to her…. Quitting and reloading the game to reload an area is not a game mechanic, so certainly they expect you to leave and come back after resting at a site of grace…. Why? How does it make any sense? Honestly it just doesn’t. There’s no denying that the FromSoft quest system is super antiquated and frankly sucks.
Storytelling is bad, it's usually okay to even decent(especially for sekiro) from fromsoftware and thought the inclusion of George R. R. Martin and new ip would explore the more direct cohesive story (in the way of sekiro) but it's worse on this one.
At least in previous games it's less prominent and you can ignore it and continue till the end of the game and understood what you need to do and the game doesn't push story in your face and kept it simple, for instance Dark Souls 1, you are chosen undead, defeat the lords and gwyn to Kindle the first flame in order to keep it from dying. For Elden Ring you are tarnished from wherever, came here for some reason to get pieces of elden ring and claim the tltle of Elden Lord for... some reason. They don't motivate you the reason why you need to do it, why should you care about a world that's trying to kill you for some reason? Oh it's orders from godrick to kill tarnished but you see no one is chasing the elden ring except you and ofir but he's just mostly there at the roundtable not doing anything till the end and majority of npcs are just doing their own thing except looking for the elden ring and putting exposition in long boss cutscenes and the game is assuming you know the context but you most likely don't. Lore and storytelling are two different things, don't assume it's good lore just because you're watching vaati or whoever telling his interpretation of what's happening (not definite canon) of lore from reading the descriptions on items to tell the story and a crucial part information is randomly on a rock just to understand what the fuck is about, means it's a good story, don't kid yourself, it's not.
Elden ring is like a worse ubisoft open world game with little quality of life features and external quest log and instruction manual via wiki, reddit and youtube; off brand game of thrones/lord of the rings-like with dark souls skin on. It's a decent game, I kinda like it but it's way overrated and definitely not revolutionary in the slightest, telling people it's organic life changing and not generic, thinking elden ring is Fibonacci-like perfect game and formula in gaming and shitting on ubisoft and other Studios and their fans for making and enjoying the "same generic games" meanwhile pretenting they've not been suckered into playing the same game since demon souls for a decade is hilarious, literally for all modern fromsoftware games is very formulaic and with the same generic premise: you are x, in a dying world, your duty is x and defeat x to claim/reclaim x. It's hypocrital except to weebs, conformist gamers and the notorious zealous egotistical fromchud fanboys feeling superior and looking down to others, as long as the ubisoft brand is not there they'll defend the ubisoft-like aspects pretending it's "different".
But on a positive note I like majority of legacy dungeons except lake of rot Mohgwyn Palace and my favorites is leyndell and Raya lucaria, love the world visual design and kinda enjoyed the sense of exploring its vast tho bloated world and some bosses like Godfrey the aoe lord is one of my favorites and Elemer Of The Briar is interesting though a bit bullshit but is cool nevertheless and caves are cool as well.
In conclusion elden ring is not a bad game, 6/10 is actually decent, I'm not American, I actually use the entire 1-10 score system properly where 5 is just bang average not 7 or 8 in fact I rarely rate an 8 and above and have yet to find 9 let alone a 10 maybe one day, hopefully soon. One my favorite games on my list is a 6.5/10 is fallout 4 and watch dogs 1; and monster hunter freedom unite, farcry 4, Dark Souls 3, assassin's creed odyssey, Sekiro, nioh and the surge games watch dogs 2 which is a 7/10. Just because I love them and my favorite doesn't mean they need to be 10/10 and masterpieces. The games are flawed, far from perfect but I enjoy and love them despite of it. It's a shame that I think gamers forgot that.
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2023.06.08 04:08 Clustersharp Elden ring, the most 6/10 game I've ever played
Warning spoilers and The Wall of text below, are you patient enough to read them, are you punk
Clocked in 113 hours, took my time with it, see what the hype is about and saw the credits. Completed at least 80% of its content, done most questlines, all areas cleared defeated Malenia and majority of the bosses and dungeons. The game slowly degrading of quality as I progress further into the game. Early game 1/3 is great, midgame 2/3 is decent to okay and the endgame 3/3 is awful. I'm poking at the hornet's nest, a fromsoftware one at that, it's gaming darling, I'll be stunk by a fuck ton of downvotes, disagreements and demeaning and of course I understand I'm in a minority, but please understand the concept of personal opinion and decency. Here's my opinion, critique and kinda rant of this whole rough shebang.
Combat is decent but got stale due to slog progression, and its systems, rules and mechanics are mediocrely compatible between the player and enemies. First the player mechanics are stuck on same foundation style since demon souls, kinda superior and inferior dark souls 3 combat system, I have reasons for it though. On the good side, they overhaul the improvement of weapon arts with the ashes of war, it's awesome and fun and can place a wide variety ash of wars onto any weapon, depending on the type outside unique weapons. A slight improvement on range magic system on allowing you cast spells while moving and improving the casting animation on using the same spell consecutively and continously without starting over again, feels better and more competent on using magic. On the bad side the input delay and buffering is worse than dark souls 3. I know that issue is in other fromsoft games but this game makes it worse by making it feeling more laggy and clunky and makes the combat kinda frustrating though I do get used to it at a point, some deaths are contributed by it constantly due to the input buffering. Build and weapon variety though impressive on paper, majority of them are useless, low damage thresholds and reskins that only a handful are actually useful.
Second is the enemies. The enemies are sekiro bloodborne-like, bottomless stamina, fast moving, having one shot/big damage attack in their moveset and multi hitting combos with delay attacks, laced with bullshit input reading. For context, my playstyle is the uchigatana and greatsword mainly quality bulid with a bit of magic converted to dex/bleed build for late game, majority of the game I avoid using summoning ashes; the times I ever used it was for the two cat statue boss(fucking assholes lol), Commander Niall(castle Sol), second phase of troll giant, and the final boss; radagon and elden beast(radagon would be decent if they were separated but together is just plain nonsense and tedious with each having their own bullshit to deal with especially majority of it from elden beast) For majority of the bosses either wait and dodgeroll till their ten hit combo is done to get a hit or two(especially for quick weapon like a katana) in safely(one of the many examples: Maliketh/Malenia) or spam reliable boring spells or L2-ing ash of War or summon spirit ash to take agro of you and stab at their backs (example: Troll giant/elden beast). Horse combat and mechanics half-assed, not much to say other than mostly there for moving and traversing abit faster on the world, though horse movement is clunky, height damage is inconstant and wonky and swallow depth in combat mechanics and it gets boring rather quickly, dexterity stat factor of not getting knocked off your horse does not work still to this day but overall gets its job done I guess.
Mediocre boss design, their like spectacles, looks awesome but bad interacting with them. Mid soundtrack imo, hate the open world ambient music, unmemorable boss music even the main bosses, only few that I can remember is godskin noble ost and radagon. Shit rewards system, most likely getting an item you'll not use, common ingredient disguised as rare loot, finding weapons sounds good till you know smiting stones are limited and rare until only late endgame you'll find enough bell bearings to buy smithing stones from them. Due to punishing leveling progression of stats and decentivising weapon variety only having enough two or maybe 3 normal weapons upgraded to 25+ if you're through and done certain quests committing to 2 skills or weapons far more practical.
Bloated open world, too big for it's own good, Wasting your time, copy pasted repetitive dungeons and caves and camps, end game is full of damage sponges and have high damage to even the pathetic small can kill you fast and takes awhile to kill. Shit quest design that only barely fits in their linear games not for open world and you'll miss majority of the content without using wiki due to most npcs being vague and cryptic for the sake of it, some leaving not giving clue to where they are, here's one of the many examples Millicent. Millicent’s quest is and the annoying need to “reload” areas sometimes to progress or get loot.
Here's a good example that I thought was just remarkably stupid, is having to kill the ulcerated tree spirit and for some reason that spawns a pair of summon signs for Millicent. First of all, I have no idea what a random ulcerated tree sprit has to do with her, and I just skipped past it since there is no value in killing this enemy for like the 12th time. Even after defeating it, it’s actually pretty easy to not notice the summon signs on the ground since they are off to the side in some flowers. In an area you really have zero reason to walk to. Then, if you assist Millicent she spawns nearby, and you cannot get the unalloyed gold needle from her unless you “reload the area", wtf? There are so many scenarios in this game where loot or quest progression requires you to literally reload the area by resting at a site of grace or closing and reopening the game… why? It’s insanely stupid. It’s archaic and extremely illogical. Millicent can just give you the needle or die on the spot and drop the needle. Just like Hyetta does after you get the frenzied flame and talk to her…. Quitting and reloading the game to reload an area is not a game mechanic, so certainly they expect you to leave and come back after resting at a site of grace…. Why? How does it make any sense? Honestly it just doesn’t. There’s no denying that the FromSoft quest system is super antiquated and frankly sucks.
Storytelling is bad, it's usually okay to even decent(especially for sekiro) from fromsoftware and thought the inclusion of George R. R. Martin and new ip would explore the more direct cohesive story (in the way of sekiro) but it's worse on this one.
At least in previous games it's less prominent and you can ignore it and continue till the end of the game and understood what you need to do and the game doesn't push story in your face and kept it simple, for instance Dark Souls 1, you are chosen undead, defeat the lords and gwyn to Kindle the first flame in order to keep it from dying. For Elden Ring you are tarnished from wherever, came here for some reason to get pieces of elden ring and claim the tltle of Elden Lord for... some reason. They don't motivate you the reason why you need to do it, why should you care about a world that's trying to kill you for some reason? Oh it's orders from godrick to kill tarnished but you see no one is chasing the elden ring except you and ofir but he's just mostly there at the roundtable not doing anything till the end and majority of npcs are just doing their own thing except looking for the elden ring and putting exposition in long boss cutscenes and the game is assuming you know the context but you most likely don't. Lore and storytelling are two different things, don't assume it's good lore just because you're watching vaati or whoever telling his interpretation of what's happening (not definite canon) of lore from reading the descriptions on items to tell the story and a crucial part information is randomly on a rock just to understand what the fuck is about, means it's a good story, don't kid yourself, it's not.
Elden ring is like a worse ubisoft open world game with little quality of life features and external quest log and instruction manual via wiki, reddit and youtube; off brand game of thrones/lord of the rings-like with dark souls skin on. It's a decent game, I kinda like it but it's way overrated and definitely not revolutionary in the slightest, telling people it's organic life changing and not generic, thinking elden ring is Fibonacci-like perfect game and formula in gaming and shitting on ubisoft and other Studios and their fans for making and enjoying the "same generic games" meanwhile pretenting they've not been suckered into playing the same game since demon souls for a decade is hilarious, literally for all modern fromsoftware games is very formulaic and with the same generic premise: you are x, in a dying world, your duty is x and defeat x to claim/reclaim x. It's hypocrital except to weebs, conformist gamers and the notorious zealous egotistical fromchud fanboys feeling superior and looking down to others, as long as the ubisoft brand is not there they'll defend the ubisoft-like aspects pretending it's "different".
But on a positive note I like majority of legacy dungeons except lake of rot Mohgwyn Palace and my favorites is leyndell and Raya lucaria, love the world visual design and kinda enjoyed the sense of exploring its vast tho bloated world and some bosses like Godfrey the aoe lord is one of my favorites and Elemer Of The Briar is interesting though a bit bullshit but is cool nevertheless and caves are cool as well.
In conclusion elden ring is not a bad game, 6/10 is actually decent, I'm not American, I actually use the entire 1-10 score system properly where 5 is just bang average not 7 or 8 in fact I rarely rate an 8 and above and have yet to find 9 let alone a 10 maybe one day, hopefully soon. One my favorite games on my list is a 6.5/10 is fallout 4 and watch dogs 1; and monster hunter freedom unite, farcry 4, Dark Souls 3, assassin's creed odyssey, Sekiro, the nioh and surge games and watch dogs 2 which is a 7/10. Just because I love them and my favorite doesn't mean they need to be 10/10 and masterpieces. The games are flawed, far from perfect but I enjoy and love them despite of it. It's a shame that I think gamers forgot that.
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2023.06.08 03:24 Mission-Look7143 How to Combine AstroProxy Chrome with ClonBrowser for Anonymous Browsing
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2023.06.08 02:20 ApprehensiveCap6525 Exchange Program Shenanigans (3)
I'm sure you can guess who gets credit for the original universe.
CW: cursing, spacism, gunfire, predatory activities
Memory transcription subject: Jackson Kern, Human-Venlil Exchange Program Candidate
Date [standardized human time]: September 3, 2136
The news that Salvek got a whole 8,000 credits
Not much money at all, but this business is cheap so it's more than enough. was a blessing to me. Ever since I was little I wanted to become a rich businessman in a fancy suit who ate caviar every night, despite the fact I hated seafood. In my defense, I didn't know what caviar was when I was 6, I just knew that rich people ate it.
But I quickly learned that starting a business meant I needed money, and my family was poor. Since my options were either crippling student loan debt, a job at McDonald's or the military, I chose the military. I invested my salary, which was actually pretty decent money for a guy whose only job was to shoot Russians, and I had a good chunk of money and a few profitable investments when my service ended.
I was on the path to success, but the divorce got messy and when she left me and took the kids she also took 167,564 dollars and $200 a week in child support payments.
When I tried to get my kids back, I was framed for stalking and harassing her, probably by a cop friend of hers, and the judge agreed to drop the charges on account of my military service. The sole condition was that I cease all attempts to get partial custody and cede another 80,000 dollars. I told my friends what they did, so some powerful friend of my ex's cooked up a scandal against me. They said I had PTSD from what I did in Russia, and they accused me of beating my wife. I couldn't believe it.
Now, I know she stole 200,000 dollars from me, and I know I served in the military, but I've always hated violence. No one believed me, though, and despite there being no evidence, I was forced out of town.
I decided to take it a step further and left my home planet because fuck those crooks.
I should've known that they were just out for my money in the first place, but I figure that regret doesn't do fuck all so I should stop regretting so damn much.
The tiny bit of my money they didn't steal was invested in several orbital shipyard firms, and I had it set up so that every week, 200 bucks get deposited from my account to my ex-wife's because the day they don't the UN or a squad of exterminators would break down my door.
Does Salvek know about ex-wives? Probably. I should give the furry son of a bitch more credit. I was probably never going to be broke, since I was smart with my investments, or out of a job, since I was a soldier and every PMC or bouncer-less nightclub needs someone who can fight. I could make even more money on Venlil Prime if someone had the balls to hire me, but that's just one of the many downsides of species-wide racism.
Well, not quite species-wide. Salvek was cool, and I've met around a half-dozen other Venlil from the exchange program who didn't actively avoid me. (In Venlil terms, this means they're real Gs) My UHerd account had exactly eight followers, which is a great achievement on Planet Racist.
My pad buzzed, and I took it out to see that I had a
ninth follower, who was a Yotul called Osori. A whole nine followers! Almost ten aliens tolerated me! Okay, that wasn't exactly the best thing to be proud of, but when you used to shit in a can in foxholes in Russia and a bucket was a godsend you kinda learn to take what you can get.
I was forced back to reality by the shuddering of the Venlil train stopping abruptly.
God damn, are good brakes a strictly human invention? Or did the retards in charge of the Federation label wanting a smooth and easy way to stop 'predatory'? I got up, remembering to crouch this time because fuck the designer of Venlil Prime trains for not anticipating that a 6'3 man named Jack would need to use them one day, and the monotone voice that announced everything on the thin slice of planet the Venlil called home droned "Welcome to the Grove District." That was my stop, so I and Salvek left.
Salvek and I is the proper grammatical usage, but who gives a damn? Salvek's third-floor apartment was just eight blocks from the train station, and I left this particular station without any problems of the flamethrower-wielding nature because exterminators here weren't as racist as exterminators everywhere else.
They gave me a few suspicious looks,
more than a few but potayto, potahto, whatever but I was with Salvek and he was always protective of me so no one bothered me.
If someone told me a month ago that a tiny alien sheeple would be taking less shit than I did I would have referred them to a therapist, but the last few weeks have been crazy for me anyway. Me and Salvek got to his apartment around nine PM, which is 'kill yourself' in Venlil time, but it was still fucking bright outside so I wasn't gonna sleep a wink. Why? Because God hates me, that's why.
The second we got inside and Salvek closed the door, I ripped off my mask and dropped it on a nearby table. Salvek had seen me many times before without it, and he didn't visibly panic at the sight of my forward-facing eyes anymore. *Incredibly common Salvek W *
Instead of pissing himself in fear like he did the first time he saw me maskless, Salvek just told me "I'm gonna take a nap. Next claw is my work claw, so wake me up in a bit." and went to his room. Claws are around five-ish hours, so I set a timer for four and a half hours and started doing Jack shit. Not jack shit, as in nothing, but Jack shit, as in shit that Jack does.
Why did I refer to myself in third person? First thing's first, I ate a hearty meal of some alien vegetables that I had no idea what to call but God, they tasted good. I will never understand why Venlil cuisine is so mediocre when they have ingredients like these to pick from.
After I finished off my salad, I poured some U.N. mandated vitamin mix into a blender along with some water and protein powder to make myself a protein shake. That was gonna come in handy later.
Once my protein shake got finished, I started working out since you can't get ripped without working out.
Venlil Prime is a high-G planet, so Venlil bodybuilders must be jacked under all that fur! I wonder if Salvek is ripped or not. Maybe he is ripped and I just can't see it? Maybe all Venlil are ripped but since the Feds tell them they're weak and scrawny they just took that to heart. Their minds might be the only thing stopping them from kicking ass. Those were just some of the thoughts running through my head as I did my workout routine. For those wondering, I did 150 push-ups, 150 sit-ups and 150 weighted squats every day in sets of 50 each, and there wasn't much else to do but be tired and think when you're working out.
Once I was done with my grueling workout,
Venlil have to be shredded if they work out in these conditions. I guzzled my protein shake to get bigger and turned on the TV. The remote felt like lead in my hand, half because of my workout and half because of Sheep World's gravity.
Your average sheeple could probably beat the piss out of your average human, so why are they so damn scared of us? I flipped through the channels
Turns out even racist aliens have cable. Who knew? until I found an episode of this one show called The Exterminators.
Turns out even racist aliens have cop shows. Who knew? Salvek always changed the channel when it showed up, probably for my sake, but I was kinda curious about how bad it really was.
It was bad. Really bad. Imagine if, back during the 40s and the civil rights movement, somebody made a show about the Ku Klux Klan. That's a pretty good analogy for The Exterminators.
Come to think of it, the extermination guild and the KKK are pretty similar. Too similar, really. But it's not like I can do anything about it. A cheesy space cop show jingle played from the TV's speakers as the screen displayed a group of lizards
Technically Harchen, but whatever. If they call me 'predator' I call them lizards. in silver flameproof suits running around and doing exterminator things. They torched a predator's nest, they torched a cartoonishly embellished Shadestalker with orange splattered on its mouth
That was unusually graphic for a Fed show but ok., they torched a lot of things. It was their job to torch things.
As the main theme reached its climax, a beetle-like exterminator truck with a machine gun on top zoomed through the streets of a crowded Harchen city. Finally, the camera zoomed out and the lights of the city winked off until the only ones left spelled 'The Exterminators' in Venlilese. Thank god I could read Venlilese.
Below the main title the text 'Episode 389: Terran Trickery' popped up and I sighed. Why did everyone have to be so damn racist?
In spite of the blatant and unapologetic racism, giving the term 'Show about the Ku Klux Klan' a whole new meaning, I watched the whole episode. It was actually quite good, if you looked past all the racism and anti-human propaganda.
Twitter must have had a coronary when they found out about these motherfuckers. It would've been funny as hell to see, but you get what you get on Venlil Prime. The episode opened with a scene of our exterminator protagonists chilling in the extermination office when a call came in to investigate a predator attack. They answered it, dropping a few cheesy one-liners along the way, and when they got there they saw three body bags, two cops and a human in handcuffs.
This next part was so fucking racist I can't even make it up. I bet somebody could, because somebody did, but I swear this is what I saw.
The human had claws, fucking eight inch claws that were coated orange, and your average shitty human canines were replaced with sharp fangs that were also splattered with orange alien blood. He tugged at his restraints, screaming threats, and the cops didn't do anything except for keeping a safe distance since no one had the balls to muzzle him.
When the exterminators showed up, the first thing they did was to muzzle the spacist caricature of a human and beat his ass with their electrified batons. Then they asked him if he knew anything about the bodies, to which he responded something along the lines of "You can't prove I ate them." The exterminators beat his ass again for that one.
Holy hell, and these were supposed to be the good guys. It's like a KKK member on an escalator the way the racism is on another level. If I wasn't such a kind and forgiving soul, I would throw a molotov cocktail into the show's filming studio. The exterminators tortured the poor man for a little longer, and he kept saying things like "I bet you taste great raw!" and "I'll kill all of you like I killed the... no one!" because he was a racist caricature in a Fed propaganda reel.
Then, finally, the Venlil authorities showed up and released him, saying that humans had "diplomatic immunity, so you are not to touch him." That would've been fucking nice. Oh yeah, another thing. The guy who called off the flameproof SS squad was obviously in a trance. He had those spirals in his eyes and everything.
Was this meant to be human mind control? Probably. The exterminators left, and then they started gathering dirt on the human in a boring detective sequence that was also incredibly racist so I used that time to pull up my pad and work on my business. I had four thousand and two hundred credits in my UN/Venlil Goverment sponsored bank account, which was more than enough for what I wanted to do.
I placed an order remotely for 100 shirts, all with the text "Dear Exterminators, My Eyes Face Sideways" on it. After that, I placed an order for some other household items of various shapes and sizes because fuck it, I have money. Those, unlike the shirts, would be useful to Venlil, so that increased my customer base.
That cost me around 2,300 credits since I was buying in bulk, so I used another 500 to rent a storage unit for 4 months and my last purchase of the day was 500 credits for a transport service to bring the merchandise to the storage container.
I paid my last 700 credits of the loan Salvek took out to a web designer to make a website for my business since I needed a website to sell things on. Two minutes after that, I asked for a refund and resolved to put all my shit up on TradeHerd since it was free. The 10% fee it charged per sale could just be countered by a price increase.
The show was getting interesting now, so I finished my business dealings and turned off my pad. The exterminator buggy had just pulled up to an abandoned Predator Disease facility, and the gang were getting out of it while armed to the teeth. From what I could gather, they had found the human's lair and they were going to put him down.
Of course they have to fight a serial killer in an abandoned mental asylum. Even aliens have clichés. The exterminators swept the place corridor by corridor, using flashlights to illuminate anywhere where their victim could hide and always carrying flamethrowers. I had to admit that this was a tense and entertaining scene. Racists make good TV, who knew?
Finally, we got some action. The exterminators started to see moving shadows, some huge beast type thing, the usual "hunt down a dangerous ambush predator" type things.
I know we're not ambush predators, but the Feds never got the fucking memo now did they? Finally, the exterminator squad formed a circle to protect themselves and the human revealed its monstrous form.
God, I sound just like a Fed right now. Is racism contagious? He had fangs like knives, claws that were also like knives, and muscles like a bodybuilder who vehemently refused to take a drug test. Even I would've been scared if I met this monstrosity on the street.
One exterminator yelled "It's the predator's final form!"
I wish it was. Imagine how much I could bench like that! and they all raised their weapons. The battle I was about to witness would have been well worth the 30 minutes of racist drivel before it.
I need to use better words than racist. Bigoted, maybe? I was on the edge of my seat, waiting for the exterminators to fight the roided-up superhuman, when there was a crash from the kitchen window.
Oh, for fuck's sake! Now I have to miss my show. I stormed to the kitchen in a fury, scanning for the source of the crash, and I slammed the door open with a force I never would have done with Venlil around. I barged into the small room, looked around, and found what caused the problem.
There's a brick on the floor! How sturdy is this building, anyway? My initial suspicions were overturned by the sound of another brick thudding against the wall, very close to a broken window.
Damn, the window's broken. I'm cracking somebody's skull for that one. The antics of a group of alien pranksters were nothing compared to what I had seen in Russia, so I was totally calm and collected as I stuck my head out of the window and yelled "Fuck off, my show is on!" Well, maybe not
totally calm and collected.
The recipients of my harsh words were a group of two Krakotl, a Gojid and a Venlil who were piled into something that looked a lot like a pickup truck. The Venlil's fur was black, and cut quite short.
Exterminators. It's always exterminators. "You're not welcome here, predator!" A Krakotl shouted at me before hurling another brick at my head. He missed, because aliens without depth perception couldn't throw for shit, but I ducked back behind cover anyway.
Another projectile also bounced harmlessly off the wall, so I poked my head out again and yelled "Just fuck off! You're all gay retards, and you should kill yourselves!" One of the Krakotl reached into his bag, and I yelled "Oh, yeah, throw another rock! Your dumbasses are just lucky I've got depth perception!"
He did not, in fact, throw another rock.
He drew a gun.
And he shot at me.
I didn't even know exterminators had guns.
If I hadn't served in the military, I probably would've died. But I did serve in the military, and I served in some of the harshest battles they could find, so I immediately recognized the metallic object as the gun I had seen a hundred times before, usually in the hands of people who qualified as civilians 3 seconds ago, and I took the expected response of ducking behind cover.
If I had my own gun, this would have been light work for me. But I didn't have a gun, and I wasn't Rambo or Batman, so I pulled out my pad and called the police.
"1234, what's your emergency?" Came a tinny voice on the other end of the line.
"I'm being shot at!" I blurted out, and I was sure the dispatcher could hear the loud gunfire going on outside.
Did that bird-brain think his shitty pistol could breach a brick wall? Maybe Venlil bricks are weaker than Earth bricks. There was silence over the line for a good two seconds, making the sharp cracks of the Krakotl's pistol the only sound, then the dispatcher stuttered "We- we're t-tracing your call now. Officers are o-on their way." Damn. I should have disguised my voice so as not to spook the poor sheeple.
On a very related note, would the Venlil authorities delay the squad cars just because I was a predator? It seemed like a pretty in-character thing for them to do, so I knew I had to take matters into my own hands at least for the time being. They were only shooting at me with a pistol for now, but what if they had grenades or Molotov cocktails stored in that truck? An exterminator could probably procure a firebomb, or at least a flamethrower, and if they used either one on me I was done.
The sensible thing to do would be to leave the apartment. The exterminators wouldn't know, and even if they used heavy weapons I would be safe from the fallout. As I began to crawl through the debris and broken glass, however, I noticed one thing was wrong.
Where the hell is Salvek? Can that bastard really sleep through a gunfight? I've heard of and seen soldiers fast asleep while their comrades fired automatic weapons right next to them, so it wasn't impossible for Salvek to be snoozing. Plus, I had no idea how deep a Venlil's sleep was.
If it was just me and my show, I would've evacuated faster than we did in Russia, but I would never leave a friend to die.
Man, times like these make me hate my moral code. I love Salvek, but I don't wanna get shot for the guy! I picked up a brick that the exterminators chucked through the window, adrenaline pumping through my body, and waited for the pause in gunfire that meant the gunman was reloading.
Maybe it was a gun-woman? It doesn't matter, these hands preach equality. Finally, after what felt like hours under heavy machine-gun fire, the gunfire ceased. I had to be quick now. Only a few seconds remained before the alien reloaded, and I couldn't waste even one.
With speed and accuracy that would make Babe Ruth proud, I took aim and hurled a brick at the Krakotl's head.
This is why you don't get into a throwing contest with a species designed for throwing, you stupid pyromaniac fucks! It hit him as he put the magazine into his pistol, and he dropped like a sack of potatoes. Only then did I realize that Babe Ruth, the guy who I just compared myself to, was not a pitcher.
The other Krakotl immediately began first aid while the Gojid went for the dropped gun. The Venlil, who was the getaway driver, sped away with typical Venlil cowardice.
What? If they can call all humans bloodthirsty meat-eating savages I can call all Venlil cowards. At least I have a pass. As the truck and its bigoted occupants made their escape, one of them tossed a match onto the space-grass lawn in front of my kitchen windows. It was not flammable, because alien grass does alien things, but a pattern of fire began to form on it.
I had seen that symbol before, when Salvek was clearing out all his religious stuff. It was the sigil of Inatala, the Great Protector. "Holy shit." I breathed, astonished.
"It's the fucking KKK in space."
First Previous Next comes when I say it comes
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2023.06.08 01:15 Relevant-Rooster2935 Causes of Teenage Hair Loss
https://preview.redd.it/8f44sjayho4b1.jpg?width=600&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f5188acf2e384aabda2b30b3ce2b738c982b6eef Hair loss may be more common among adult men and women, but some teenagers may also experience hair loss. Teenagers undergo many physical changes as they grow through puberty, which can trigger underlying conditions or cause bodily changes that can result in hair loss.
Alopecia Areata
An autoimmune condition called
Alopecia Areata can cause hair to fall out in patches. Autoimmune conditions develop when your body mistakes healthy cells for harmful invaders. With Alopecia Areata, your immune system attacks your hair follicles, and you may notice hair loss on the scalp, eyebrows, eyelashes, or body.
Malnutrition
Various factors can cause a lack of proper nutrition: poor eating, overeating, lack of access to food, dietary imbalances, eating disorders, or digestive conditions. If you lack the following nutrients, you may experience hair loss. We’ll also list a few food items rich in each nutrient to give you an idea of what to add to your diet.
- Vitamin D: Salmon, Canned Tuna, Egg Yolks, Mushrooms, and Cod Liver Oil
- Folic Acid: Asparagus, Leafy Greens, Citrus Fruits, Broccoli, and Eggs
- Vitamin E: Almonds, Avocado, Sunflower Seeds, Salmon, and Mango
- Iron: Shellfish, Spinach, Legumes, Red Meat, and Pumpkin Seeds
- Vitamin C: Cantaloupe, Kale, Kiwi, Broccoli, and Strawberries
- Selenium: Pork, Turkey, Spinach, Mushrooms, and Bananas
- Vitamin A: Spinach, Carrots, Salmon, Eggs, and Whole Milk
- Zinc: Red Meat, Legumes, Seeds, Eggs, and Whole Grains
- Niacin: Liver, Chicken, Turkey, Avocado, and Brown Rice
- Biotin: Carrots, Almonds, Eggs, Berries, and Halibut
Medications
There are a variety of medications or medical treatments that can cause hair loss. Be sure to consult your primary care provider if you experience extreme hair loss or other concerning side effects:
- Acne medications
- Oral birth control
- Antidepressants
- Chemotherapy
- Antibiotics
Hormones
As hormones naturally surge when kids hit puberty, this is also the time for hormone-related conditions to awaken. Two of the most common hormone-related conditions are Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (PCOS) and Thyroid conditions, both primarily affecting teenage girls:
- PCOS: Polycystic Ovary Syndrome is a common female health issue that leads to excess androgen levels. It’s normal for women to produce hormones like testosterone, but when they produce too much, it can lead to symptoms like disrupted cycles, acne, and thinning hair. PCOS doesn’t have a cure, but it can be managed; check out Natural Ways to Treat PCOS
- Thyroid Problems: Hyperthyroidism and hypothyroidism can be common among girls. Hair loss will only typically follow severe forms of thyroid dysfunction. In milder cases, the hair will likely be unaffected.
Stress
The physical and emotional changes teenagers experience can cause extreme stress, leading to hair loss. Psychological stress can significantly contribute to hair loss, but stress can come from other things like; surgery, pregnancy, extreme dieting, or major illness. Some teens and pre-teens (typically between 10 and 13) can also suffer from
Trichotillomania, where people feel the overwhelming need to pull their hair in this psychological disorder.
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2023.06.08 00:55 Huge-Judgment7404 NOP: An Unconventional Rescue (Part 78/?)
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Memory Transcription Subject: Chief Internal Review Officer Shesh Date [standardized human time]: 31 August 2137 “Shesh, no. We are not tearing down the Central Intelligence Agency.”
Digit was already turning back to his ATV, parked in the depths of these woods, as I continued pleading to him. This particular location was selected due to being out of sight of potential prying eyes, so that we could talk more discretely than I feared my office would allow.
“You, yourself, know what they do. Torture, murder, concealment of egregious conspiracies, let alone those that they were directly involved in. For almost two centuries.”
“Then you would know that, as much as we hate what they do, that’s relatively tame. Hell, Jonah would get a chuckle out of the idea of distributing freebase cocaine in krakotl settlements. Plus, if we want to get rid of Federation holdovers in foreign governments, we still need them.”
It was almost as if I was talking to a different person altogether. This self-proclaimed “old, antiauthoritarian, ex-commando loon” was all of a sudden in
support of a subversive intelligence group infiltrating and manipulating politics of alien worlds from behind the curtain?
“…This seems rather anachronistic, compared to the beliefs you’ve espoused in our previous discussions.”
He paused for a moment, then turned to me. The only real expression that I could glean from him was a cocked eyebrow, which wasn’t telling me much. Even beyond the species barrier, it was hard to get a read on him.
“Yeah, well, that was back when my country was the top dog and not keen on playing by the rules it sets out for others. Now, not only is that not the case for my country, but for my species, as well. With proven threats as we have now, we have to do what it takes to survive. Frankly, if other species are so keen on wiping us out for such petty reasons as where our eyes are, what our teeth look like, yadda, yadda, yadda, then frankly, it’s fair game.”
“How slippery does that slope sound to you, Digit?”
He rolled his eyes with a sharp nasal exhale, turning fully back to me and stepping forward.
“…We’ve had too many similar discussions for me to not know that we’re not really going to tread over the same grounds and pretend they’re new. This isn’t just about the injustice for you, is it?”
For as stoic as I usually tried to portray myself, this insinuation caused me to waver for a moment, sharpening my breath before I recomposed myself. He continued.
“…So after offing Hecat, you’re realizing that after Briare, you don’t have much left to look forward to. With one life-consuming hate obsession gone, you’re trying to find a new one.”
My composure was becoming more and more difficult to maintain as he started striking close to my emotional core. As he continued, he turned to look at the ground, forlorn.
“I can’t blame you. Had a bit of a… similar problem after the satellite wars.”
I finished calming myself down as he began his diatribe.
“Now, my son, Mike, he was in the air force. Got good marks and everything. The war in the Philippines starts, and he gets shipped off to fight. His division wins one battle, and another, and another, but on the fourth? The fourth, he gets shot down, has to eject, finds a nice open patch to parachute back down. He gets captured by the locals, and let me tell you: there were some ‘leftover sentiments’ from the Philippine-American war back in the early twentieth century.
“I was called in for a stealth mission, one on an enemy prison camp. I didn’t know anything going in – that was the point of me going, to get intel. I was going through their systems when I see… I see Mike. Last I saw him, he was the pinnacle of fitness, but here, he was nothin’ but skin and bone, covered in bruises and scars.
“I lost control. I carved a bloody path to him, only for him to end up dying in my arms. And because of that, I gave them the opportunity to leave with valuable information that would’ve ended the war months in advance.
“I held onto that anger for almost the entire time, until on a later mission, I came across a dossier. One of them sons of bitches actually managed to hack into CIA databases, and I was there to plug the leak. In that dossier was a list of known US forces held as prisoners of war by the enemies. It was over a year old. And he was on it. Mike.”
Where my anger had been calmed for a good while by this point, his was just begin to bubble up from the surface, tears welling in his eyes. It was hard for mine not to do much of the same as his voice shook and broke at times, and he continued with his story, fingers and hands and arms pointing and waving all over the place.
“They wanted me to see him, knowing that my orders didn’t involve actually freeing anyone! They wanted me to be just too late! Just to put me in the mindset that I was… I was doing all of this… I got towns burned to embers, all because of those lies of theirs! I sent that dossier to the press, myself. I defied direct orders, I sought asylum on foreign soil, and in the end? The UN was formed, and one of their first acts was to force the US to disband their CIA.”
I… I didn’t know what to say, I just… stood there in awe.
“But that whole time I was hiding, I always had to watch over my shoulder. Four times, I was stopped by passersby on the streets of a country I was a stranger to, and they tried to kill me. When the CIA was investigated, every single one of them was guided by them. One was paid off, another was blackmailed, another radicalized, and another was just one of them in disguise. Each of them another nail in their coffin when the UN made their decision.
“And then, when we first found the Venlil, when we first heard of the Federation? Of their practices? And of you? One of the first things they did was to organize a new CIA in secret. Not US. UN.
“Most of the carryover were old heads from the previous one – Calhoun and Shephard – you met with them a few days ago certainly were. By then, though, the old office was old and out of practice, so what we have now are the new blood. This new blood, though? They can do better.
“What I’m saying is, you’re right to hate them. I have more reason to hate them than most. That ‘tough shit’ they were spouting there? That’s just how they spook you. That’s how they try to provoke you into acting. Same shit as always. They know you’ll start going after them, and they just need that to justify going after you. I don’t care what you do, just don’t fall for their bait. Don’t let them get to you.
“But at the end of the day? The best thing you can do is to… let it go. Let it go – I cannot stress that enough. They had their victory over me, and I had mine over them. Hecat had his victories over you, and now, you have yours over him. You need to sit down and appreciate that. Lord knows you deserve it.”
He looked my stunned form over and gave me a nod before turning back to his vehicle. He grabbed his water flask and poured some out into his hands before rubbing it into his face, and then he crawled into his ATV and drove off.
His words bounced around in my head, and, well… I could not truly argue with them. As I returned to my own transport, I continued to ponder to myself. This whole time, with this new Internal Review Office, most of my plans did, in fact, focus around how to tear down Betterment, but now? Now, I needed to focus on, well,
internal affairs. Both my own and for our new governing body. Yes, Briare was still a priority, but he shouldn’t be the
only priority.
…Of course, I wasn’t going to
not enjoy bringing him down, but that was just a perk of the job.
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Shesh... Put your pipe bomb away, Shesh. The Industrial Revolution and its consequences haven't been entirely disastrous for humanity, Shesh.
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2023.06.08 00:06 fuckoffpleasehaha everything i think that could be improved, new ideas
other improvements and ideas welcomed!!!!
i hate that you can't talk to osana during the walk around to learn her opinions to give her the cat charm. it makes her inhuman and is also not realistic
raibaru should be easier to distract. she's still a teenager, not a robot.
i dont quite care for how the buttons work, especially for setting up door traps and getting back phones. moving my camera around 12 times for the buttons to pop up makes me want to start the genocide ending.
the evesdropping is dumb. getting pissed for someone listening to your convo when you're talking in public? christ. (if i get -10 rep for listening to osana gush about her type of man again im going to use the sans easter egg on her and raibaru.) and it definitely shouldn't make our rep go down. only thing i understand is the call and the vent convo.
the socializing system just looks dumb, i think the compliments were better, but if it was 'too easy' to gain rep, maybe we could've had choices on what to compliment. if we compliment the wrong thing they wouldn't care or they would think it's weird.
you should still be able to lock pick the nurse cabinet in 20xx mode.
i think you should be able to rejoin clubs, like after a few days or a week.
let us go into town even if we kidnapped someone. like before we go to sleep it will give us the cutscene.
different ways to make money.
update skin tones and other customization for senpai + female senpai. i want lesbians!!!!
better club benefits. art club literally let's you get away with blood on you, and drama disguises you AND you can get fingerprints on weapons. (expand on this at the end)
better matchmaking. more options, more compliments, make conversation, set up dates, all that. — matchmaking outside of rivals, but make them like 1980s. time consuming, but will eventually make the game easier. like how if you do gemas task, the bullies stay there and free up the halls.
bloody clothes in hands doesn't get you caught by the student council. (this just happened to me. killed someone in the martial arts uniform and was going to wash it and got caught. barely any blood on it.)
bags you can buy for more space at school (tote bags, etc)
more eliminations!!! not totally rival specific but i'm just tired of the same stuff. like 1. 'tripping' down stairs 2. shower electrocution 3. water trap electrocution (that's not a thing, right?). 4. sneaking into houses for elimination.
more non lethal eliminations!!
- making rival 'realize' she doesn't like senpai.
- different way of telling rival you like senpai.
- experimentation with sexuality, matchmaking same sex or manipulating her into thinking about it, making her forget about confession or think about if she even likes him, leading to no confession.
- secret admirer. (leaving gifts and letters and gifts). could go hand in hand with cooking club benefits (expanded at end)
- social media elimination, like cyber bullying. could be lethal tho
making rival miss her confession for longer timeframe. like her missing it and being like 'ok we'll try again next week! same time same place' or something.
club benefits expansion— LONG!!!
—2 new benefits each
gardening: gloves. buckets of water not suspicious
occult: cloaks and other clothing to disguise yourself (50% less is dope, counts as 1)
drama: 60% sanity not noticed (student will think its method acting) or making 'props' and being able to carry them around (gloves count as 1.)
art: apologizing for blood on regular clothes immediately brings rep back up (smock counts as 1)
sports: use of pool to wash off stuff, self, or dumping things for later use
music: singing can be used to distract students, and doesn't bring down rep (cello case counts as 1)
martial arts: kendo stick. and kendo stick non suspicious. (wining all confrontations counts)
photography: increases rep by 10, enables "go away" without befriending
science: N/A, dope stuff already
gaming: playing games increases one school rank of your choice to rank 1 (for the benefits) for the day. if at rank 1, maxes out the skill for the day
cooking: gloves. knives and other possible cooking equipment not suspicious.
——making treats specifically for secret admirer elim, or for friendship/rep increase
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2023.06.07 23:54 Omi_d_homie Switching to 4th company in 3 years of work exp
Hi all,
I'm in a really bad company work wise, on bench even though I'm good at my job. I'm a Senior Data Engineer, and the pay is good for my knowledge and experience acc to me.
I am being offered to join a startup as a core member, the company is not registered yet, because we have been working on that project by moonlighting at our jobs a bit atm, and our client presentations are giving us promising hope to get out in the market soon. We have all the plans in hand cover the financials and I believe in the idea and I honestly think I'll get to learn a lot if I join.
I'm not sure if I should take the risk of joining a 4th company, and that too a startup, in this environment in our field.
If I were to join and it doesn't work out, does switching to the 5th company when I have 3.5-4 years of work experience, put my profile in a bad place ?
I'm in a seious dilemma, idk if this opportunity is a blessing or a curse in disguise.
Any suggestions would help!
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2023.06.07 23:39 ThrowRAscatteredmind My (F24) live-in boyfriend (M27) blames me for his temper and I don't know what to do
TW to be safe: trauma, child abuse, death, suicide
My bf and I have been living together for 3 years, dating for 5. We moved out of his parents home 2 years ago, just after his mom passed unexpectedly. Since then he's developed an explosive temper. He'll blow up over trivial things, refuse to hear me out, yell, scream, and/or throw things (never at me). He later apologizes and says how terrible he feels for making me cry, then do something nice to try and make it up to me. But the cycle repeats I have C-PTSD, when he yells I easily cry and/or dissociate. Which makes all this so hard to process because I may dissociate and forget parts of our fights.
But a few months ago he finally explained why he's been so angry:
1) I got us into debt.
I was in charge of our finances. I didn't update him regularly about the credit card balances, because I was scared to tell him. I came clean about the 10k of debt, and he blew up. I know I fucked up but it feels unfair to blame me 100% and dangle this over my head when: I didn't make any unreasonable purchases, he spent just as much if not more than me, and this would have never happened if I wasn't afraid of him.
2) I can't take no for an answer and have to have things my way.
I can be selfish at times (only child) and rather stubborn. But now if he says no I usually drop it.
3) I'm inattentive, he feels I don't care about his opinions or needs.
It breaks my heart that he thinks I don't care. I'm trying to be actively listen, be more considerate, and always involve him in decisions big or small.
(for context I have severe ADHD, I am medicated and in therapy but still struggle)
4) I'm bad at cheering him up when he's upset.
I make sure to constantly tell him how much I love him, how he can talk to me about anything. I'm very affectionate physically and verbally. But I've admittedly never been good at comforting others.
5) He stopped cooking because I "disrespected" him and his food.
I would often smoke pot before dinner, and he interpreted that as "you have to get high to even stomach my food".
Not true, I love his cooking and give him consistent praise and thanks, I just like to smoke to unwind after a long work day.
Stoned or not, I eat slowly and get distracted easily. Sometimes the food would get cold, so I'd microwave it. He perceives this as "ruining" his food.
6) He hates how much I smoke.
Weed is the only thing that makes my scatterbrain quiet down. I smoke most days, but I don't get high unless it's the end of the day and I'm not going anywhere. I never smoked this much until 6 months ago when I started thinking about leaving. I'll admit I'm self-medicating, but sometimes I go cold turkey for at least week to ensure I'm not becoming dependent.
I could keep listing things he resents me for but those are the major ones. After hearing all this I felt like a fucking monster. He's briefly mentioned some of these before, but I had no idea it was THIS bad. He never talks about his feelings. Yes I fucked up a lot, but he knows I'm bad with social cues and I've been begging him for years to open up to me. It's not fair that he waited almost 5 years for all this contempt to build up before addressing it.
He also has a boatload of trauma: abusive parents, death, homelessness, etc. He tried therapy, meds, nothing helped. Then 2 years ago his mom OD'd and died in his arms. His step-dad killed himself a few months later. I try to be compassionate, but how is it fair that he takes out his unprocessed trauma and grief on me?
I've tried to get him to do couples therapy, but he says in 5 years I've never let us do things his way, so it's only fair I give his way a chance. Since this big talk he has been noticeably more vulnerable about his feelings. He says he's been doing self-reflection and meditation. I know he's not going to change overnight but I don't know how much more I can take.
I wonder if there could be something medical aggravating his anger? Over 1 year ago, we thought he had a mini stroke/heart episode, but doctors found nothing. He still has symptoms.
I've been contemplating leaving, he knows. But if I leave I'm stuck with the debt (he was an auth. user on my cards). I'd have to move back in with my insufferable parents, I couldn't take our cat, etc. He is my best friend and we've started building a life together. I don't want to give up on him/us.
Thank you for making it this far. I know we're both in the wrong but I don't know what to do/how to cope. Don't hesitate to be brutally honest, all advice is appreciated.
TL;DR: My bf of 5 yrs. blames me for his temper which has taken a toll on my mental health. I'm unsure if I'm at fault and don't know how to repair our relationship.
*EDIT: To clarify, I'm already in therapy.
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2023.06.07 23:36 ThrowRAscatteredmind My (F24) live-in boyfriend (M27) blames me for his temper and I don't know what to do
TW to be safe: trauma, child abuse, death, suicide
My bf and I have been living together for 3 years, dating for 5. We moved out of his parents home 2 years ago, just after his mom passed unexpectedly. Since then he's developed an explosive temper. He'll blow up over trivial things, refuse to hear me out, yell, scream, and/or throw things (never at me). He later apologizes and says how terrible he feels for making me cry, then do something nice to try and make it up to me. But the cycle repeats I have C-PTSD, when he yells I easily cry and/or dissociate. Which makes all this so hard to process because I may dissociate and forget parts of our fights.
But a few months ago he finally explained why he's been so angry:
1) I got us into debt.
I was in charge of our finances. I didn't update him regularly about the credit card balances, because I was scared to tell him. I came clean about the 10k of debt, and he blew up. I know I fucked up but it feels unfair to blame me 100% and dangle this over my head when: I didn't make any unreasonable purchases, he spent just as much if not more than me, and this would have never happened if I wasn't afraid of him.
2) I can't take no for an answer and have to have things my way.
I can be selfish at times (only child) and rather stubborn. But now if he says no I usually drop it.
3) I'm inattentive, he feels I don't care about his opinions or needs.
It breaks my heart that he thinks I don't care. I'm trying to be actively listen, be more considerate, and always involve him in decisions big or small.
(for context I have severe ADHD, I am medicated and in therapy but still struggle)
4) I'm bad at cheering him up when he's upset.
I make sure to constantly tell him how much I love him, how he can talk to me about anything. I'm very affectionate physically and verbally. But I've admittedly never been good at comforting others.
5) He stopped cooking because I "disrespected" him and his food.
I would often smoke pot before dinner, and he interpreted that as "you have to get high to even stomach my food".
Not true, I love his cooking and give him consistent praise and thanks, I just like to smoke to unwind after a long work day.
Stoned or not, I eat slowly and get distracted easily. Sometimes the food would get cold, so I'd microwave it. He perceives this as "ruining" his food.
6) He hates how much I smoke.
Weed is the only thing that makes my scatterbrain quiet down. I smoke most days, but I don't get high unless it's the end of the day and I'm not going anywhere. I never smoked this much until 6 months ago when I started thinking about leaving. I'll admit I'm self-medicating, but sometimes I go cold turkey for at least week to ensure I'm not becoming dependent.
I could keep listing things he resents me for but those are the major ones. After hearing all this I felt like a fucking monster. He's briefly mentioned some of these before, but I had no idea it was THIS bad. He never talks about his feelings. Yes I fucked up a lot, but he knows I'm bad with social cues and I've been begging him for years to open up to me. It's not fair that he waited almost 5 years for all this contempt to build up before addressing it.
He also has a boatload of trauma: abusive parents, death, homelessness, etc. He tried therapy, meds, nothing helped. Then 2 years ago his mom OD'd and died in his arms. His step-dad killed himself a few months later. I try to be compassionate, but how is it fair that he takes out his unprocessed trauma and grief on me?
I've tried to get him to do couples therapy, but he says in 5 years I've never let us do things his way, so it's only fair I give his way a chance. Since this big talk he has been noticeably more vulnerable about his feelings. He says he's been doing self-reflection and meditation. I know he's not going to change overnight but I don't know how much more I can take.
I wonder if there could be something medical aggravating his anger? Over 1 year ago, we thought he had a mini stroke/heart episode, but doctors found nothing. He still has symptoms.
I've been contemplating leaving, he knows. But if I leave I'm stuck with the debt (he was an auth. user on my cards). I'd have to move back in with my insufferable parents, I couldn't take our cat, etc. He is my best friend and we've started building a life together. I don't want to give up on him/us.
Thank you for making it this far. I know we're both in the wrong but I don't know what to do/how to cope. Don't hesitate to be brutally honest, all advice is appreciated.
TLDR: My bf of 5 yrs. blames me for his temper which has taken a toll on my mental health. I'm unsure if I'm at fault and don't know how to repair our relationship.
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2023.06.07 23:06 SageParadoxFGC Huge Lore Nerd Makes Project Moon OCs and Tries To Make Sinner Profiles Out Of Them [Warning: Long And Pointless Text]
So, being the writing enjoyer, huge lore nerd and general Project Moon brainrotter that I am, I decided to make a bunch of Project Moon OCs. I really like how Limbus Company does their "character profile" set-ups (both dialogue and in-gameplay stat blocks), so I decided I was going to start filling those out for said characters. However, as a certified goon, I realised that a) it's important to me that said statblocks are not incredibly broken or underpowered (say, around, A-tier?) and b) I didn't have the understanding of the game or its mechanics required to avoid that.
As such, I am going to enlist some helpful fellow PM brainrotters (that's you) in order to ensure that I do it in a way that is interesting, in-character, not too strong, and not too weak. That is, if people are sufficiently nerdy to do so.
Just a preface - these are meant to be their own characters. As such, they aren't meant to be Identities which a Sinner would wear, but nor are they "an alternate group of Sinners Vergilius would collect to find the Golden Branches". I just like how the Limbus Company stat profiles and dialogue and EGOs and such work.
Here are summaries of the OCs, for preliminary overview and suggestions. I'll probably end up making a post for each separate character once I have a better idea of how I want to present them but this should give you an idea of whether I have anything interesting cooking or not.
Amy: Hana Director (West Branch, Section 2/3?). A huge stickler for the rules, who does everything "by the book". She absolutely hates corruption, and people not living up to the "expected standards" of their job or role, and personally audits Offices and businesses she comes across, earning her the nickname of "Hana's Inquisitor". She wants to believe in justice, but she lives in the City, so that's no easy feat. Gameplay-wise, I thought that a heavily single-target character which focuses on Rupture would make sense - with the addition of a debuff called Scrutinized which interacts with her skills in various rupture-related ways, and itself causes allies to heal for SP if the target dies to an attack that triggers Rupture. I would do something with the Trigrams, but that doesn't feel "unique" enough, and also I have no clue how those would be implemented in Limbus' style.
Antonio: A young, ruthless capo of the Thumb. Antonio made it quickly up the ranks with his quick tongue, quicker wit, and absolute loyalty to the hierarchy of the Syndicate. He is frequently sarcastic and critical, though he obviously reigns in these tendencies around his superiors. He and his men make much use of concusssive rounds, and his marksmanship is as impressively precise as he is brutally efficient. Gameplay wise, I thought that an ammo-based character would be interesting, with a focus on: blunt damage (he is using concussive/pellet rounds), bleed (he ruthlessly aims for vitals and is quite good at it, he's also a member of the Thumb), and a reload mechanic (we don't have one yet, and he's a member of the Thumb).
August: A member of Nagel Und Hammer's research teams, August frequently impales themselves with numerous (memory-containing) nails in a strange ritual of self-mutilation. Despite this alleged waste of N-Corp's Singularity, and August's concerning personality, the higher-ups overlook this for two reasons: August's innate genius competence, and August's absolutely fanatical work ethic and loyalty to N-Corp. Both as a crusader against the only things August considers "filthier" than themselves, and as a researcher on N-Corp's Singularity and the information and experiences gained from it, August is tireless, intelligent, and without scruples. Gameplay-wise, Nails, obviously, but possibly self-damage and self-healing? I wasn't really sure where to go with this, so suggestions would be appreciated.
Jason: The Operator of the Argo Office (a Zwei Associate, Grade 3). Young, naïve and absolutely prodigious, Jason spearheads a comprehensive peacekeeping operation through charisma, a sparkling intellect and impressive combat talent. Despite all of this, he cannot bear to see humanity in its current state, and searches constantly for any means to spread his peace across the entire City. Gameplay-wise, I thought a support character based on granting buffs to allies would be sensible. Protection, Haste, SP buffs? Something else?
Saz: An actress from District 9 who became enraptured by the Pianist's performance. Mysterious, joyful and cryptic, she seems to dance to a tune all her own, and meanders across the city from District to District. She has a bounty on her head as an Urban Nightmare due to her capriciousness: despite occasional actions of seeming selflessness, she sometimes kills random Nest-dwellers wherever she happens to be. She has been noted to say that she wishes to change the City in some way, considering its current state a "dull backdrop" to her performance, and wishing for a "stage with greater freedom to act". Gameplay-wise, I thought a character similar to W-Corp Don Quixote would be best - namely, a character who functions off of an incredibly powerful but potentially detrimental third Skill. Saz stacks Haste and Charge in order to reach a third skill that is absolutely devastating at full power, but targets herself if she doesn't possess the right resources.
Paul: A chef from District 23, Paul is quite unique for his distaste for overusing human meat. That is not to say he doesn't use it - after all, it's "the ultimate taste" - but to him, he finds it disrespectful to use too much of it. He believes it "cheapens" the flavour, which is very important to him as an artisanal chef. He also requisitions rare and expensive meats from the Outskirts and Ruins, from "exotic" ingredients, and produces his own homemade breads and other foodstuffs, making his food very high quality, if a little expensive. This limits his clientele, effectively forever barring him from reaching the level of the Eight Chefs, but Paul has come to terms with this. Gameplay-wise, bleed and self-healing are obvious staples, but I was thinking about having him be affected by high Sanity in some way - perhaps an abnormal number of [Heads Hit] effects?
Jacob: The Head of the Information Team in a branch facility of Lobotomy Corporation, Jacob was the only survivor after the White Nights and Dark Days commenced. He managed to escape thanks in no small part due to his Synchronization with Crimson Comet, an Aberration of Blue Star. Jacob himself used to be very idealistic and talented, having come to LobCorp for this reason. However, as the years went on, Jacob became more and more cynical and jaded. He is presently looking for work in T-Corp, seeing that as his next best option and knowing T-Corp had a relationship with his previous workplace, but for now he is doing Fixer work with Crimson Comet in order to pay the bills. Gameplay-wise, I found Tremor and Sinking to be the best way of representing him. Sort of like LCCB Ishmael, but rather than Ammo as his "resource management", I was thinking negative Sanity (to represent Crimson Comet's effect on his mental state and combat capability).
Enzo: A Senior W Corp Cleanup Crew agent, Enzo is well-known internally for his ability to make light of even the most heinous situations - a useful ability considering his line of work. His tendencies to crack genuinely funny jokes and his general sociability do not distract him from his job, though - despite his jovial, sometimes even flirtatious behaviour, Enzo is brutally efficient at "cleaning up" the aftermath of W-Corp's Singularities, and is fiercely loyal to the Wing. Owing to his adoption from the horrifying Backstreets of District 23 by a W-Corp Feather, Enzo considers the Cleanup Crew (and the Wing as a whole) his "family", and won't hesitate to protect them with his life, which has won him many favours. Gameplay-wise, Charge is obvious. Ideally some form of "tankier" ID, perhaps? I'm not really sure of the validity of tanks in a game like Limbus Company, though.
Manasseh: A peculiar Messenger of the Index, Manasseh was previously a Weaver, but the Prescripts demoted him to Messenger after his hubris got the better of him. Rather than be dismayed at this turn of events, Manasseh was amused - the sadistic thrill he got from watching the whims of the City crush a stranger's soul was even better in person. Now, he acts as a herald of the Prescripts in truth, an ill omen, a harbinger of bad news. Fate may not be his to command, but it is his to proclaim, and who better than he to be a bridge between the present and the inevitable future? Gameplay-wise, I pictured a character who has an easier time winning clashes, and slowly applies more and more Paralysis and Fragility as the fight goes on.
Julia: A diplomat, coordinator and "fieldwork operative" from the April Office (a Cinq Associate, Grade 2), Julia is a competent, well-reputed Fixer who handles her contracts with demure composure and frank professionalism. However, this persona is a facade: a shell meant to disguise Julia's disgust and contempt at the state of the City and its residents. Recently, her cocoon has begun to break open, leaving her with unusual abilities she is only too happy to use to vent her frustrations through her work. Gameplay-wise, I believe Charge and negative Sanity might be reasonable mechanics, though I find myself drawn strangely to the idea of a character with big benefits on [Clash Lose] (which would be quite hard to balance, unfortunately).
Sasgonei: A senior member of the Dragonbone Workshop, a workshop specialising in semi-autonomous body augmentations and weaponry constructed from exotic materials, Sasgonei specialises in instruction and training of his suboordinates. He is close with his fellow Dragonbone Fixers, and is seen in a somewhat paternal light by his students. Despite the City's usual policy of "it's not personal", Sasgonei has been known to go on a rampage when his Workshop or its personnel have been threatened, and has generated enough of a reputation to be known by name to certain Tres Association officials. Gameplay-wise, I was thinking of a character who hands out simple but effective buffs: stuff like Protection, Damage Up, Haste and so on. I was also thinking an actually usable Counter skill could be cool, but I'm not sure how that would function (self-healing, to make it viable to take damage?).
Zoroas: A reclusive member of the Seven Association's Western Branch's Section 1, Zoroas sees his work as artistry. From combat to information gathering, he fulfils his assignments with a certain sense of dignity and discretion that leads clients to be favourable toward him. His refined taste extends to the battlefield as well, disdaining weaponry or techniques with a lack of finesse, and procuring information and removing obstacles with much the same elegance that he displays otherwise. He has recently shown a fascination with the Distortion Phenomenon, believing it to be a sacred representation of the beauty of human struggle, and seeks to analyse any Distortions he comes across. Gameplay-wise, I believe Poise (obvious) and Fragility (as a member of the Seven Association) would be appropriate, but I'm accepting suggestions.
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2023.06.07 22:20 PARTYW4GON Player caught me off guard by disgusting his self as Strahd
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A couple sessions ago a player caught me off guard during a random encounter when he used disguise self to impersonate Strahd and order the barbarians to surrender. The dice were on his side plus it was a cool move so it worked great.
I immediately just thought to have strahd angry but the dark powers here knew better. As always I received so many great ideas from this sub so as a thank you I figured I'd share how it played out.
At the top of the session PC has a dream where he sees an old friend. He quickly realized that this was not his friend and instead revealed himself to be Strahd. Who then delivered the monologue.
"Ah, Tak, my dear friend. You have truly impressed me with your ability to deceive. To trick someone into thinking you are me, the great and powerful Strahd Von Zarovich, is no small feat. I can see that you have a gift for manipulation and cunning, and I applaud you for it. However, I must also caution you. Power, my dear Tak, comes at a great cost. And with great power, comes great responsibility. You see, I have earned my power through centuries of bloodshed and conquest. I have killed countless men and women, and turned them into my loyal minions, all in the pursuit of power. And so, as a lesson to you, my dear Tak, I shall demonstrate just how easily I could use my power for evil. I shall impersonate you, and commit the most heinous of crimes. I shall slaughter innocents, burn villages, and terrorize the countryside, all in your name. And when the people of this land come to seek vengeance, they will come for you, Tak, not me. But fear not, my dear friend. For I shall not leave you to face the consequences of my actions alone. No, I shall stand by your side, and together we shall face the wrath of those we have wronged. And in that moment, you shall learn the true cost of power. So heed my words, Tak. Be careful what you wish for, for it may come at a terrible price. And always remember, that true power lies not in deception and manipulation, but in strength of character and integrity." Player was terrified
TLDR player fucked around and just learned hes gonna find out
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2023.06.07 22:20 EliasFerrerB Emerging and Frontier Markets newsletter - big ideas this week
This week we have some big ideas in our newsletter for Emerging and Frontier Markets:
- Analysing Lula's diplomatic ambitions, for Latin American unity and a multipolar world.
- Erdogan's new cabinet and manifesto; fears of FX reserves drying up.
- Suriname default deal: oil profits for bondholders.
- Egypt: three Israeli soldiers killed in border clash.
- Weekly central banks section.
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2023.06.07 22:19 EliasFerrerB Emerging and Frontier Markets newsletter - big ideas this week
This week we have some big ideas in our newsletter for Emerging and Frontier Markets: - Analysing Lula's diplomatic ambitions, for Latin American unity and a multipolar world. - Erdogan's new cabinet and manifesto; fears of FX reserves drying up. - Suriname default deal: oil profits for bondholders. - Egypt: three Israeli soldiers killed in border clash. - Weekly central banks section.
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This week we have some big ideas in our newsletter for Emerging and Frontier Markets: - Analysing Lula's diplomatic ambitions, for Latin American unity and a multipolar world. - Erdogan's new cabinet and manifesto; fears of FX reserves drying up. - Suriname default deal: oil profits for bondholders. - Egypt: three Israeli soldiers killed in border clash. - Weekly central banks section.
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2023.06.07 21:55 EatinSLOCal Splash Café – San Luis Obispo Location - Review
| Background: Okay, bear with me on this one. Splash Café is the go-to place for clam chowder in the county, so much so that they’ve been able to expand into supermarkets’ freezer sections with their clam chowder bread bowls and offer their food on Gold Belly. All that being said, because of an incident (that is completely my fault) 15 years ago, it is hard for me to stomach their clam chowder (or Captain Morgan’s Spiced Rum) without getting nauseous. But it’s time for me to get over it and return to Splash Café to try their Fish & Chips as well as their SLO only Munchies Menu! Get Chow'd Setting: 📍1491 Monterey St, San Luis Obispo, CA 93401 Splash Café’s San Luis Obispo Location is located on Monterey, kitty corner from Famous Frank’s Hot Dogs, next to Petit Soleil. Inside are a food counter and a bakery counter with a fair amount of seating from pseudo booths to high top tables, as well as seating outside in front and to the side of the café. They also have a location in Pismo Beach and you can also buy their clam chowder, hot sauce, spice rubs, and merchandise through their website. They’re open Daily from 8 AM – 3 PM. Menu/Selection: The menu is pretty extensive, but let’s start with the Chowder and Chili can be served in their famous bread bowl, a cup, bowl, pint, or quart, and can be topped with seafood, clam, bacon, green onion, and cheese, and paired with a slice or loaf of grilled sourdough. Under the “…And Chips” menu is 6 options – fish, clam strips, calamari, shrimp, chicken strips, and a combo with your choice of 2 of the previously mentioned options. Salads and Wraps have 4 salads – garden, seafood, grilled salmon, or fried chicken, and 3 wraps – Killer Cod, Salmon BLAT, or Cali. Tacos have two topping options – classic (lettuce, tomato, onion, cheese, and avocado ranch) or Baja (aioli slaw, tomato, jalapenos, citrus salsa, and avocado ranch, with 5 meat options – fried fish, grilled salmon, grilled ahi tuna, friend chicken, or tri-tip. You can also get a half or full pound of steamers served with grilled sourdough. Specialty Sandwiches include a lobster roll, Shrimp SLO Boy, Tri-Tip, Cod, and Salmon or Ahi dressed Beach style (Aioli slaw, tomato, onion, caper Dijon, & 1000 Island) or Original (Lettuce, tomato, onion, & caper Dijon). There’s also cheeseburgers, with optional bacon or western styles. For Vegetarians, there is a Veggie Burger, Veggie Sandwich, or Impossible Chik’n Sandwich. Deli Sandwiches – Grilled Cheese, Reuben, Pesto Turkey Club, BLAT, Chicken Sandwich and more. There’s family platters that let you pick proteins. They also have corndogs, chilidogs, and a regular hotdog. On top of all of that, there’s a Breakfast Menu! From the served all day portion, there’s an egg sandwich, loaded tots, avocado toast, a munchie bowl, oatmeal, and pancakes. Served until 11 AM are bacon, chorizo, vegan, or veggie breakfast burritos, a cheese omelet, French toast, or scrambled eggs. On the Munchie Menu are a selection of Loaded Cheesy Tots – Morning Munchie (eggs, bacon, green onions, and other breakfast fixings), Veg out (Chik’n, avocado, etc.), Train Wreck (their take on chili fries), Get Chow’d (topped with clam chowder and fixings), and Loaded Tots (bacon and sauces). On top of all this, there’s a full case of various baked goods from the Splash Bakery. Fish & Chips What I Had: I had the Fish & Chips as well as the Get Chow’d Loaded Cheesy Tots! The Fish & Chips were 3 pieces of battered and fried cod (I think) paired with curly fries, both seasoned with what I believe is a mixture of Old Bay and Parsley (or at least the ingredients from Old Bay). The fish were kind of classic American fish & chips breading, not too heavy, not light either, but it tasted good. I was a little disappointed in the curly fries, not only were they lukewarm where the fish was hot, the seasoning that’s on the fish didn’t really hit the same on the fries. The tartar sauce was pretty good, seemed standard. The Get Chow’d was cheesy tots with chowder, bacon, green onion, cheese, and according the menu I was supposed to be given a side of Carrot Pepper Hot Sauce, but I did not receive any (that might’ve improved the dish, I love a dash of hot sauce on my chowder. I know it sounds gross… but it also is gross… yet somehow the combination of the chowder, bacon, green onion, and cheesy tots all work together. If I didn’t have my hang-ups about Splash’s chowder, I’m sure I would’ve devoured it faster than I already did. Would I Have It Again: Probably not. That is to say, I would rather try other things on the menu and not the chowder that still haunts me. I’d also like to try their SLO Boy and Lobster Rolls and the breakfast items. The Munchie Menu is a cool idea, makes sense for our college town, I just wish Splash was open at a time of day it made sense to have the munchies. The staff is always friendly, and there were plenty of spots to eat even during their lunch rush. So with all of this in mind, Splash Café – San Luis Obispo Location gets an Eatin’ SLOCal Rating of – Give It A Try! submitted by EatinSLOCal to EatinSLOCal [link] [comments] |